My Ally

Girls against me,

guys against me,

teachers against me,

& you against me.

Everyone against me.

I’ll warn you before you decide to make a move:

Wave your white flag in the air, put your head down,

& utter the truth.

Aw, you can’t do that because you have everyone

drowning in ruth

for you.

Aw, you can’t do it because you’re too arrogant

to admit you’re wrong.

You’re too busy singing the song

of hypocricy.

One that sends everyone screaming, imploring for more.

You can’t do it.

And you won’t.

In that case,

I’ll have to enlist in some help.

I’d like you to meet

Karma.

No, she wouldn't like to listen

to your prose about how you hate me.

No, she wouldn't like to hear your backstory

about your past.

This will be your last

warning: admit that you are not the

asundered victim & you never were.

You're just a liar seeking attention

and affection.

From everyone.

No? You still rebuff?

That's okay.

Because Karama here

will teach you a lesson

you'll never forget.

It'll be there like an involuntary muscle:

it doesn't require a command from

the central body.

It just

works.